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Seto woke and didn't even bother looking at his clock. He knew it was midnight again. He looked around for the new spirit. Standing in the middle of the room was Odion. He could make out the tattoos on his dark face. Seto stood. " Are you the Spirit of Christmas Yet To Come?" Odion nodded and gestured for him to follow. Seto accompanied the Spirit out into the night. They walked through the cold streets. There was no bright flash, but Seto knew instantly when they were no longer in the present. He was led into his home, which was completely decked out in black. Mokuba sat on the sofa. He was sobbing. In the center of the room was a casket.
" Odion, who has died?" Seto demanded. The dark spirit merely gestured and they were in another place. Seto looked up at a snow covered sign that said Flea Market.
" Flea Market? What are we doing here?" He asked. Odion pointed. There was a woman running a booth. The man in front of her was examining a pair of blue silk pajamas with SK inscribed on the breast pocket. They were muttering to each other.
" Ha! 2000 yen? Thats a joke, right?"
" I had to sneak into the old bastards mansion myself to pinch 'em! You better believe I want 2000 yen."
" Yeah, well, buggers dead now, ain't he? And the boy don't care bout nuffin." the man paid up and walked away.
" Odion, who is dead!?!" Seto wanted to know. Odion shook his head and pointed.
" Why won't you talk to me, Odion?"
The spirit just pointed again. Seto shook his head sadly and followed his gaze. They were in a cemetery. There was a tombstone all alone, away from the others. Standing in front of it was Joey. He glowered at the stone.
" You bastard! You never looked up from your frigging desk to see the world around you. You never gave me a chance. And now your brothers alone too. You're such a prick!" He kicked the stone and walked away. Seto started after him, but Odion stopped him. He pointed at the gravestone.
" I don't want to look."
The spirit was relentless. He pointed again, more forcefully. Seto sighed and walked toward the stone. He read the name inscribed deeply into the granite and recoiled.
SETO KAIBA
BELOVED BROTHER
" No! Odion, please. Tell me. Are these the shadows of things that will be? Or do I have a chance? Can I change things?" Seto clutched his dark robe, begging and sobbing. The spirit said nothing.
" Please Spirit, say something? Tell me. Please." Seto sobbed. Then there was only darkness.
